The first pool party of the season is this afternoon, and we all know what that means. Everyone will be eager to get out there and enjoy themselves…in every way possible.
I just hope there are some Ian Murphy and Shane Frost types there. Furry, cute and slutty.
Like me!
My hamstrings have been so tight and sore lately from fucking in kneeling and half-standing positions that I asked my massage therapist for an extra session. At the end, he recommended I install a sling in my house, and I have to agree.
Gotta keep those muscles stretched out…
Charlie here reminds me of one of those beefy jock types you meet online who it’s hard to tell how they’re really going to be until you meet them in person.
He may not turn out to have the best face, or he shows up puffier than you thought, but he’s totally into being your bottom slut. And when you’re done, he’s outta there…
The Secret Gift – Chapter 7
Scenes like this make me want to try being versatile again. If only it were that easy…
Although I prefer him even hairier than he is here, I’ll always be a sucker for redheaded stud James Jamesson.
The sounds he makes are so arousing, and the way he invites people in with his eyes to watch (or join!) him? Fuck yeah.
I may not be as muscular as Heath here, but according to the measurements, my dick is the same size as his.
Good goddamn, that thing looks huge! Is that what guys see when I whip it out (in a white, cut version)?
All their reactions make sense now…
The guy who’s blowing me after yoga tonight is built like Sandro Sanchez, and I hope he turns out to be just as sexual. Damn, that man knows something about pleasure…